This isn't such a bad place to be though. I imagine you could get very fond of it from a distance. - Shelagh Delaney

Sweetly sings the donkey As he goes to grass He who sings so sweetly Is sure to be an ass.

My usual self is a very unusual self.

There aren't enough secrets to go round anymore. Some spies are having to invent secrets in order to earn a living. I can't help wondering what will happen when redundant spies join the ranks of the unemployed.